Humongoid (yes it is a word) Creeper.

So sometimes when I get bored, even though I have a job and I love it, I like to browse my old saved job websites and see what has popped up, and then laugh, because I have my job and I am so glad I am no longer job searching (except then I think of Lauren and feel bad-you'll find an awesome amazing job it totally less time than it took me and you will rock it and love it!!!)

Anyways. I was browsing aimlessly through pages and pages of jobs and came across a position about a teaching/lax coach position at a boarding school. And immediately an acquaintance from days past jumped into my head. A kid I knew when I was in high school and in college, but not someone I was particularly close with really even spoke to. We'd holler at each other across the bar on Saturday nights every once in a blue moon (actually I got one of my favorite compliments ever from him-besides the point) but other than that it was an acknowledging nod when we passed on campus and that was that. So why he popped into my head I don't know. But I sent him a Facebook message letting him know about the job. Not knowing his job situation, or what he wants to do, or anything.

I feel like a giant creeper. A humongoid creeper. The most creeptastic stalker in the world. And yet...Wouldn't it be nice? Wouldn't it be cool? What if he sees it and it is what he wants? Or he knows someone who would be great for it? Good deed, indeed.